I’m the mother of a two-year-old


I remember placing my smiling 4 month old on my lap – for hours – watching him drool. I would shower, as he cooed in his bouncer just outside the shower door. I could set him on a blanket in the middle of the room, where he’d happily chew on his feet,¬†for what seemed like forever. Dishes were done, laundry was folded, and chocolate was eaten, as my baby watched – a look of calm contentment on his face.

There are no more quiet showers. Never a meal, or snack, savored in peace. Our home bears no slight resemblance of tidiness for more than a few minutes. Today, this child – this toddler – of mine has THOUGHTS… and PLANS! And he takes action, whether I like it or not. Continue reading